You know how there are things about your upbringing you don't want to repeat with you own offspring? Thankfully, I don't have many of those. I'm not that traumatized because I don't know how to ride a bike or roller skate. But my parents disdain for Disney World or for any child friendly activity is something I didn't want to perpetuate with my kid.
I am happy to report, last week I broke that cycle. We took our five year old daughter to the Magic Kingdom for 3 days. Mami and Papi lasted 24 hours during there one and only visit with my brother and cousin. Not only was it a wonderful experience, but we did everything that little girl wanted. We went princess chasing all over the park. We went on a couple of rides more than once. We even took her to the Breakfast with the Princesses dressed as Rapunzel herself. And you know what? I loved every minute of it.
I called my parents from the park. They were shocked at the length of our stay, but surprisingly happy that we were there, enjoying ourselves as a family. To tell you the truth, it never bothered me that they didn't take me to Disney World, I went with my awesome aunt Carmen. What bothered me is how annoyed seemed every time someone mentioned having fun at the place.
It's not like I'm going to make this a yearly trip. Frankly, who can afford it and I am really not that into it. But I'm ready to go back in a few years, when we take our second child at the age of 5. I know, I'm burrying the lead, I am 16 weeks pregnant. Ay Mama!